Nonfiction

A WASTE OF BREATHby Roberto Loiederman     November, 1967 -- Da Nang, VietnamI looked over the railing. I’d just smoked half a joint after having swallowed small, measured amounts of Dexedrine and Valium, so I was...

NOW, THAT'S EXTRAORDINARYby Michele Sprague   Between taking the kids to soccer practice, hosting sleepovers for their friends, working, taking graduate courses…Whew! And that’s only part of my to-do list. No wonder, my mind seems to...

“I don’t want any tears.” My Papaw occasionally talked about his funeral, even before we knew he’d be gone soon. I promised him I wouldn’t cry when that day came, but I broke that promise....

HOME FREEby Andrew Chinich  I grew up next to a grave yard. My alarm clock for school was dirt and gravel bouncing off the lowered coffins.From my bedroom window I could see those black holes in...

Alien hunters come in all shapes and sizes. Some wear long flowered dresses, attend UFO conventions and worship the deceased gods of Egypt. Some have advanced science degrees and look for intelligently produced radio-waves. Most chase...

REDEMPTIONby Elizabeth Kilcoyne In the 1960s, S&H Green Stamps were the hottest perk on the market. Supermarkets, gas stations and department stores gave them out as rewards—similar to the grocery store Monopoly Game today. S&H...

Where is the love?   “This time of year makes me feel sentimental.” Dad said.  “How do you mean?” I ask. “Remember, in Chicago, when you kids were small? Those are my favorite memories of Christmas.”  “Yes, mine too....

Home from the Barber’s by Yoon Chung The flash of confusion on his face is not off-putting. I had prepared myself for it. Smiling, I ask the barber for a haircut. “I’m sorry, but this is a...

THE BREATH OF A TIREby BellaBianca Lynn Her round nose stands only about a foot or so away from the garage stairs. She seems to have had more addresses than I but the truth is, this baby...

Isolation Cassandra O’Sullivan Sachar At 10:00 a.m., the tiny Alaskan village still sleeps in this unrelenting daylight. Not one walker crosses my path on my trek to the black-sanded beach; a hulking dog, wolf-like and menacing,...